The Sword Spirit, feeling such overwhelming pressure, nodded repeatedly at this moment, utterly devoid of its former arrogance!
This was in stark contrast to its previous attitude towards Ren Feifan!
It kneeled on one knee, its head bowed slightly, a posture of complete submission.
There is always a higher mountain!
The voice from the mysterious space came again, "Since you recognize your mistake, now get out. I have a few words to say to my disciple, and we will not be disturbed!"
"Yes, yes! I'm leaving right now."
The next second, the Sword Spirit of the Ancient Dust Sword turned into a beam of light and headed out.
No one knew that his back was drenched in cold sweat; he really couldn't stay in this mysterious space any longer!
If he stayed any longer, the pressure would definitely cause him internal injuries!
After the Sword Spirit left, the mysterious space once again became tranquil.
